[If you don't want to fall into the abyss, then even if it is stepped on by you, you need to bend your noble knees to it.
It seems that time is frozen and still, and it seems that the sea has dried up into sand.
Su An suddenly opened his eyes.
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The most prosperous business district in city A.
As usual, this piece of land and gold is visited by millions of citizens and tourists from other provinces. The row upon row of shops, the arrogant international bank of Moribai, and the luxurious palaces of various clubs are intertwined with the shuttles of tourists, forming a picture of money.
The most prosperous part of this most prosperous city in China is like a greedy but elegant vampire, sucking money from the pockets of every pedestrian who squanders to satisfy his desires. The ribbons are usually all over the street, and the colorful LED billboards are like Mr. Vampire's tie, seemingly restrained, but with a deep sense of temptation. Watches, perfumes, red wine, exquisite products with beautiful models, everything on the cold billboard can easily make people's hearts hot, jealous as a shopaholic.
At 11:57 at noon, all the LED billboards on the Baixie Avenue with the most traffic were extinguished at this moment.
People who are immersed in shopping will not miss the vision above their heads. They raise their heads in astonishment, whisper or question loudly in astonishment.
"What's the matter, is it a power outage?"
"There is something wrong. Someone must be crying. There are dozens of billboards in such a good location. How much would you lose if you stop broadcasting for a few minutes..."
"Too Nima is amazing. I was so old in Mayor A. It was the first time I saw the black billboard of Baixie. This is a good way for aliens to invade the earth!"
3 minutes, a very short time, enough time for shopping people to discover the abnormality, and after random evaluation, they put in the products that actually exist on the counter, while looking at the huge black billboard from time to time, holding on to the next situation. No expectations.
On the tower of the central square, on the huge clock, the hour, minute, and second hands slowly merge into one, twelve o'clock. The heavy chime sounded, and a group of white doves rustled across the dusk. All the expensive electronic screens on the Baixie Avenue were awakened as a collective, and once again lit up.
The same picture and the same person's face appeared on all the advertising screens all over the avenue.
The noisy street suddenly became quiet, and the people who were still discussing fiercely found that something was wrong. They looked at the people around and raised their heads in a daze, so they raised their necks and then lost their voices.
The quiet Baixie Avenue boiled back again in the next moment, as if a feast was being held, and the carnival was about to be.
"Ahhh-Liubai, it's our Liubai!"
"Oh my God, look at him, Zhang Liubai! How can he be so handsome! This is so handsome and crazy!"
"Hey, hey, Zhang Liubai has released a new advertisement, so good-looking, weeping, okay! It's in Baixie, a street full of him is too domineering! Don't be there when spring is coming, come on!"
"Hey, this child looks pretty good, how about it, girl, buy a dozen home and raise it?"
"Nima, someone will scratch Lao Tzu with this little white face, and Lao Tzu will play with him."
Like an oracle falling from the sky, everyone irresistibly raised their heads to look at the face projected on a high place, even if it was just a phantom.
The man on the giant advertising screen has a deep silhouette and a three-dimensional feeling far beyond that of an Oriental. His facial features are more exquisite to teach people to sigh, and the noble and awkward breath between the eyebrows makes him look like an elegant gentleman, but also like a cynical. Young people are full of contradictions.
The man held his chin slightly, his eyes drooping slightly, his slender eyelashes could cast a shallow shadow on the eyelids. He looked at the camera indifferently, his pupils were amber, and there was a light light under his eyes, which reminded people of the deep cold snow at dusk.
This is a handsome man who is almost unreal. His hands on the bow tie are also slender and beautiful. A well-knotted index finger is buckled on the bow tie. It looks like he is tidying up his clothes. It is very strong with his slightly pursed lips. He felt ascetic, and the two shirt buttons untied under the tie seemed to indicate that he was about to pull off the tie.
With doubts, I could not help but look at his gestures more carefully. Only then did I notice that the man's little finger was wearing a tail ring. The style was simple and timeless, but it was unique because of some inconspicuous details.
The ring is tied to the fingers, the tie and the clothes are tied to the body, but the person who is tied has a relaxed, unpretentious, secretive look, like the lonely and self-admired Santiago Cathedral, noble, luxurious, mysterious, but deviant.
In the lower left corner of the screen is the only slogan, which is quite intriguing.
"Bound and freedom are also free.
Stephanie Stefani Platinum Tail Ring"
Below is the signature of the man's handwriting—
Zhang Liubai.
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When the pedestrians on the Baixie Avenue were shocked or crazy because of the entertainment king on the advertising screen, a Rolls Royce Phantom extended version was blocked by the stagnant crowd in the street.
The man sitting in the co-drive of this expensive car did not have the matching aristocratic temperament. He glanced sideways at the billboard not far away, and then looked at the crowds crowding the street under the billboards, unabashedly He raised his middle finger to the crowd in front of the car.
"It's not just a damn little star. People now have their heads kicked by a donkey. They have to die all day for those little white faces who are in the position of unspoken rules."
Chen Hao cursed and contemptuously said, waiting for someone to cater to him, but there was silence in the huge carriage.
The well-dressed driver did not squint, but slowly drove the car out of the crowded area. And the people in the back seat...
After Chen Hao squeezed a smile, he dared to turn his neck slowly, and said in an extremely flattering voice: "And those idiots obviously didn't see our big brother. They look much better than the greasy boy!"
The person in the back seat is reading the "Wall Street Journal". The slender fingers that hold the English newspaper are almost bloodless. The phalanx is clearly like a pianist, and the index finger wears a luxurious retro ruby ring, showing the host’s dignity. Status. Beautiful pale fingers turned a page gently, and the person who had originally nodded looked up at Chen Hao.
The man in the upper passenger cabin was like a lion's body and temperament. He was pinched by his throat in an instant. He immediately lost his voice and turned back sullenly. Even though he has been with him for nearly twenty years, he is the most trustworthy left arm and right arm of that person, and he has been in a relationship with him since he was a little pair of pants, but like everyone else, when the person looks at him, he has to put out all his arrogance. .
It was a pair of beautiful eyes that were almost bewitching, thick and dense eyelashes half-hidden, the surface of the pupils seemed to float with a faint light, and the gorgeous texture was like black crystal covered with frost and snow. However, the man's complexion was too pale, and even his lips were light-colored, and his skin was completely invisible, as if he had been imprisoned in the ground without seeing Yangguan, and like an ancient blood clan who only wanted to live in an expensive coffin. Under the almost tragic background of white, the man's dark eyes looked extremely deep and charming. However, as long as he accidentally looked forward to even half a moment, he would have to fall into the abyss uncontrollably, darkness, suffocation, and beyond.
If you don't want to fall into the abyss, then even if it is stepped on by you, you need to bend your noble knees to it.
Live to hell, Chen Hao followed this white sick man-Su Xitang-to the world, and built an unprecedented underground kingdom in his blood. He has seen all kinds of superb beauties, clever heroes, and horrible perverts, but never again. I can't see a second person like Su Xitang, who is handsome and poisonous. People who have seen him are either willing to be captured or die so much that there is no scum left.
Just as Chen Hao sighed with embarrassment, music suddenly sounded in the carriage.
The pale fingers wearing the ruby ring took the mobile phone handed over respectfully by the people around him, and heard the trembling voice from the mobile phone.
"Master, Young Master Su An is awake."
Su Xitang was silent for a while and hung up the phone.
Because they didn't know what news a phone call had brought, everyone in the car held their breath and looked at the tall, pale-skinned man, not daring to make any noise.
Su Xitang seemed a little tired, he leaned back and opened his mouth.
"Su An woke up, the meeting was postponed, and I went back."
The words are concise and concise, without turning, and the cold voice seems to be a sharp glacier floating in the sea for thousands of years.
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Su An suddenly opened his eyes.
It seems to be resurrected from a deep sleep, awake from a dream, as if resurrected from the dead.
When the dazzling light penetrated into the eyes, an old voice of surprise came from his ears, which was extremely unfamiliar.
"Master, you are awake, Master, he will come back to visit you immediately!"
Su An's heart suddenly convulsed with pain, and he subconsciously let out a low hoarse sound.
And at the moment when the pain appeared, it proved that he was truly alive.
Resurrected from the dead.